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Maybe great moods Aren't something we arrive in Maybe they're something we figure out. Maybe great days Aren’t something we have Maybe they’re something we make. Maybe great lives Aren't something we're born with Maybe they're something we create with what we're given.
One day we’ll just be memories.
Scattered amongst the brains of the world.
Act today the way you want to be remembered in those brains.
For when it comes down to it, that’s how your whole life will be summarized.
Within the confines of just a few memories.
From just a few brains who contain the most potent ones.
And today could be the day that you leave the gift of a potent memory (or two) behind.
It certainly couldn’t hurt to act like it anyway.
The day you plant the seed Is not the day the seed grows The month after you plant the seed Is not the day the fruit shows It isn't until many years later That seed turns to tree And tree bears its fruit Which will never happen of course If you fail to help that seed Firmly take root Water, soil, sun Energy, attention, love This is the way to fruition Any attempt to manipulate Nature's already perfect pace Is to misunderstand the mission Forcing fruit from seed Removing essentials for growth Is to put Mother herself, arrogantly underneath Bring yourself down To the level of your seeds And commit to the process of helping them breathe Otherwise why go through the trouble Of rushing, yelling, planning And doing the extreme When all of that rash action Forces holes into gravesites Rather than the foundation of dreams.
Somebody give you a dirty look? Give somebody else a smile.
Somebody cut you off in traffic? Let somebody else skip you in line at the store.
Somebody sent you a hateful message? Send somebody else a loving one.
In a world where “more of the same” can make things so much worse—choose to do modern day alchemy instead.
And become an alchemist of human emotion.
Don’t get it twisted.
What most people think of as innate attitudes are very much so learned skills.
It never ceases to amaze me how much we can creatively express when we simply give ourselves the space and time to do so.
Fight the big battles on the inside And the big battles on the outside Suddenly won’t feel so big anymore